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MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 144: Was All This A Game To Them? Chapter 144: Was All This A Game To Them?

Angelia

"Do you want me to check who was calling? Andy asked.

"Yes," he leaned over me and reached for my phone.

"It is Riccardo, do you want to take it or....?" A tear fell from my eye and I shook my head.

"No, could you put my phone on airplane mode, please?"

"Sure thing, should I set an alarm for tomorrow for you?" He asked and the thought of going to school tomorrow only made me burrow further inside the blanket.

""Set it for eleven o'clock."

My first lecture tomorrow didn't start until one in the afternoon but I already knew I wouldn't go.

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I just needed a day to gather myself back together, that wasn't too much to ask, was it? It took a time until I fell asleep even though I was exhausted from crying. My eyes flitted to my phone regularly, wondering if if Riccardo had tried calling me again or texting me. Did he know that I had overheard his conversation with Marshall? I wanted to check my notifications but I didn't. Tomorrow, I will figure out my next step but right now, I just want to sleep to take me under and make me forget if only for a couple of hours.

The sound of Andy tiptoeing around the room stirred me awake, I squinted my swollen eyes to see him bent over his his chest of drawers, opening the top one slowly and carefully so as to not make a

sound.

If it hadn't been for his creaking floors, I wouldn't have noticed him at all.

"What time is it?" I asked, my voice slightly house from yesterday's crying. He hoped so

noticeable, a smile tugged at my lips.

"Holy shit, girly. You almost gave me a heart attack." He said as he held his hand on his chest, trying to calm down.

"It's just half past ten."

Mentally counting, I realized I must have slept for a little over than usual, no wonder my head felt so heavy and my mind was all mushy. This was what happened when you cried yourself into exhaustion.

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"I was just about to make us some breakfast, you must be hungry." His hair was damp and only now did I notice he was practically naked with only a towel around his hips.

"Ummm, can we have your pancakes?"

I tried and failed to not to think about the first morning I had spent with Riccardo. We had pancakes then too, I closed my eyes at the memory and could already feel the sadness washing over me. Too much had happened yesterday and I didn't know how I would be able to work through it a it all. At the moment, my feelings were chaotic and I wasn't in the right headspace. But

still, I needed to figure out what to do. I worked best with a plan.

Whatever you want, only the best for you." He winked, a soft smile was on his lips.

will..

of Will give you some privacy." I nodded at the clothes he was gathering in his hands and got out bed.

My body didn't want to leave, already missing the comfort it had provided me. Shuffling out of the room, I went right to his couch and laid back down. Even after this much sleep or because of this much sleep, my energy was depleted. He got out of the room a minute later and walked straight to the kitchen. His apartment was small but still bigger than mine, the living room had honestly

I like shit the first time I had visited him before he got permission from his landlord to

looked like shit

repaint the walls. It had been this white-yel**ish color but now three of the walls in the living

room were well rust-brown and the remaining walls were c***my white. With several potted plants, he had managed to make it feel warm and homey. His furniture was a mix of modern and rustic and I loved how he gas combines those two.

You are working today, right?" I asked because if he had been, he wouldn't be here now.

I am still sick." He replied as he rummaged in his cupboards.

I somehow knew he was lying, he didn't sound nasal when he talked and he was otherwise healthy

I

enough.

"You could have gone to work, Andy. I don't need a babysitter." I said softly and he turned around to give me all of his attention.

"I am

am not babysitting you, I am just taking care of you. There is a difference." What had I done to

deserve a friend like him?

"Besides, I had a shift with Ben today. You simply gave me an excuse to avoid him." He smiled, letting me know he was only joking. You are such a good friend." I said because I needed him to know that.

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"I am a lucky girl to have you."

"Stop it, you are going to make me blush." He was already blushing.

He didn't handle compliments well but that never stopped me from giving them to him, it just made me want to compliment him more. He deserves all the praise and I would continue until he was used to it. It wasn't until we sat down for breakfast when he finally asked what had happened

that made me cry so much.

So are

you ever going to tell me what happened?

I knew if I said to him that I didn't want to talk about it, he would back off but maybe voicing

everything might help was the pain that a** constantly throbbing inside my chest. Over the next several minutes, I recounted everything that had happened. I told him about Marshall's class and later when I showed up at the club. I explained how I found out that not only did Riccardo and Kingston knows but that they had also hired a private investigator to replace me. With each word I spoke, he grew angrier while I grew calmer. I felt like I was disconnecting myself from yesterday as if it was too much for my mind to handle.

"Those f***g a***oles!" He growled when I had finished telling him everything.

"I can't believe they would do something like that, I thought bdsm was all about trust?" es, me too."

"Yes.

That was the heart of it, wasn't it? I was supposed to trust them with my body and mind and

instead, they gave me lies. Lying by omission was still lying and worse, they had gone behind my back, played the strings and made me dance to their f***ng tune. All the while not knowing what they had done behind closed doors to orchestrate all of this. For some reason, they had wanted me and they hadn't put on any breaks to get me. I had been manipulated, deceived, wronged, hurt and crushed. and crus

Yesterday, before I overheard their conversation, I had thought the only problem was that Marshall was my professor. That in itself had been a big issue because I knew Lcouldn't be the one who got him fired from the job he so cared about. But now, I was stuck wondering if anything with them had been real, the sponsored membership, meeting Marshall the night I became an official member, and Riccardo buying a drink for me at Kingston's club. The agreement we struck to be each other's submissive and dominants until we found someone more permanent.

Honeybunny, baby girl, little one or pumpkin. Has anything been genuine? What could they possibly have wanted me that much for? Has it all been a game to them? To play with the girl and see how long it took for....for what? For me to fall for them? And why the hell would they go to these crazy lengths to have one insignificant girl? wasn't anything special, not really. I had seen

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firsthand the selection at Pleasure Palace, they had plenty of beautiful women to pick from. My head was about to explode with all of this speculation going on, all I had was theories and if I wanted answers, I had to get them from the source. The thing was, I wasn't ready to face them yet, I didn't know if I ever would be. Falling for someone in books and movies always seemed like the best feeling in the world but no one told me what it was like when the falling ended and you finally hit the ground. You were lucky if you had any pieces left of your heart after the impact.

"I am going to kill them." Andy said after several minutes of silence.

His eyes were focused so intently on my face, taking in my every emotion. I wondered what he saw that made him look partly sad but primally p**d. Not commenting on his brutal words, I asked instead. "Can I stay here for a few days?"

www

I didn't want to go back to my apartment, I wanted to stay away from everything that reminded me of them, at least until I was strong enough to take the pain that would follow those memories. His eyes soften. "You can stay for as long as you need. Write me a list of everything you will need from your apartment and I will go get them for you."

Why was it that kindness made me cry when retelling the shit that happened hadn't? He abandoned his seat and came to me, I fell into his arms and he hugged me close, trying to soothe my aching heart.

"It will get better, girly. I promise." He whispered to me.

"But until that, I will be with you every step of the way."

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